Shutter of my camera’s recollection, what is it you fancy me to notice here now? What accidental or intentional defining, onion-revealing? I will improvise on all this impossible behavior and geometry. Anyway, I fear they are short-lived in this fleet light of my prying. What meaning of them and this moment is revealed? What am I revealing about me? Yes, Henri, “sharpness is a bourgeois concept.” Yet my lens is sharper than my wit. So chance and accident, please lend a hand in this physical and visualplace somewhere in this stream of time born of so many unspoken feelings and a milieu of conditions and presuppositions. Standing at these crossroads of physical and psychological space my camera and I rely on uncompleted skill and whatsoever muses? Now, viewer, these photographs only remain an incomplete utterance without you who see with new eyes. What now to these photographs reveal of you?

--Pat Christian"Manypeople come, having realized that writing is an access route to their deeperselves." — William Stafford —

San Francisco-born writer, photographer, and actor Pat Christian currently resides near Sundance, Utah, specializing in creative projects in the Beehive State and San Francisco where he frequently travels for his professional undertakings.